Fifty Shades of Clowns | By : Koiame Category: A through F > Fifty Shades Trilogy Views: 4283 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 4
As Anastasia walked through the door, a large room full of glittery lights and oversized costumes surrounded her. There were a number of clowns in different states of dress and some where more ample than others. One clown in particular was trying to wriggle on a sequined bra; her folds of fat concealing hidden scarves and un-inflated balloons. "Hiya, Pancake!" Daisy yelled and waved at her merrily. "Girl ya need some help? I kin get the butter." "No, no… I got it!" She replied grumpily as she jumped up and down, her folds of fat making a flapping noise. 'So that's why they call her Pancake.' Ana thought, cringing. Turning towards them, the plump ginger clown turned to them and raised her eyebrow when she saw Anastasia there. "Well, who's she then?" "Jerry brought 'er in. She wants to be a clown." Daisy said. "Thought we could give 'er some practical experience." The blonde shrugged the hair off her shoulder. Pancake considered Ana for a moment, looking her up and down. "I suppose she could be a part of the main event. Just grab her a costume." She grunted and went to a make-up table to powder her ass dimples. Doing as she was told, Daisy waltzed over to the rack and picked out something for Ana to wear. It was a red, sequined bikini; the top was made of whoopee cushions and the bottom was made of polka dot fabric with a buzzer on the front. Looking at it, the former Mrs. Grey blushed furiously. "I can't possibly wear that!" She choked, feeling weak in the knees. "Of course ya can, sweetie. Ya want to be a clown, don't ya?" Daisy beamed. "Yes, but I… had something else in mind." Ana murmured. "Like performing tricks at the circus… or even just entertaining at children's birthday parties…" "Why would ya wanna strip at children's parties?" She asked sincerely. Ana paused, dumbstruck. "No… I meant-" A loud bell rang, cutting her off. "Oh, that means we're starting soon. Hurry an' put it on already!" She shoved the outfit into her arms. Pausing a moment to consider the conflicting urges to run or to give in to her clown fetish, the rubbery feel of her whoopee cushion top beneath her fingers was too enticing. Ana considered how it would feel against her bare chest; rubbing and tonguing at her nipples with its texture. Snapped from her fantasies, she found that Daisy was undoing her pants. "C'mon." The blonde nudged her. Giving in to her fantasies, Ana undressed quickly and changed into the immodest attire. It was every bit as exciting as she had thought it would be. Ana felt alive, in a way that sex with Christian had only played at. No, as she looked at the stairs to the catwalk, flutters were kissing over the surfaces of her body. "Get a move on then." Pancake ordered as she passed by and ascended the stairs with her cow-print umbrella. "You're in for a treat." The red-head gave her a rare smile. Treading carefully up the flight of steps, a purple curtain was opening and dozens of painted clown faces were looking at them. Ana was trembling as she timidly followed Pancake down the stage. Daisy was right behind her as the trio went to join three others clown strippers onstage already. They were gyrating against balloon animals that the eager audience threw at them. Occasionally they would pop, but that just made it more exciting. "This will get messy. I hope you're up for it." Pancake called back to her as she jiggled her breasts, much to the delight of a blue-haired clown with an ample amount of singles. "Oh, and don't let anyone try and give you change. I don't want to tell you where some girls have had quarters stuffed by customers." "What?!" Ana stumbled but regained her balance. "I'm not so sure about this…" She tried to turn around and go back. "Oh don't let 'er scare ya!" Daisy giggled and slapped her in the tits, causing the whoopee cushions to make a farting noise. There was laughter and cheers from the audience in approval. Ana looked around and took in the energy of the crowd. It made her wet and she wanted more. Biting her lip, she waved timidly at them. From below, one skinny clown with a seltzer water pump aimed at her and blasted her with fizzy water, causing bubbling, tingling sensations to run down her body and soak her bikini bottoms. Ana couldn't help but moan. Daisy smiled and tapped her ass playfully. "There ya go! Just have some fun!"While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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